Her Christmas Wish
“That way, I’d get to wake up with you both on Christmas morning.”
He hesitated, eyes dropping for a split second before lifting to hers again. “I have a game later that day,” he added more quietly. “So I won’t really be around after that. I just… I don’t want to miss any more than I already have.”
Laila closed her eyes briefly, her heart giving an uncomfortable, painful twist. Christmas morning had always been sacred to her—a space she’d fiercely protected. It had been just the two of them for so long. Pajamas, cocoa, soft music drifting through the house, laughter that belonged only to them. Letting someone else into that moment felt terrifying, like loosening her grip on something she’d b
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